#401.
School was shithouse, but at least I got my SPG badge and a few laughs, no?


After school, ran it to Hermie's. There was this massive bus debacle; some bus labelled 'special' pulled up to the stop where the bus to Hermie's is.. I swear I almost got on, and people on the bus were saying it was the bus I was looking for.. So confusion. But I ended up skipping it, because on the bright side, there was this boy with really nice hair and I followed him. He done me right. (Y)


Went to Hermie's laughed at his new haircut, accused him of being gay and broke a world record (inside joke). All I had to eat/drink today up until about ten minutes ago was a chocolate big m. Yay for chocolate milk. (Y)

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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